Lush greenery, we are in abode.
Life in a paradise, Breath in paradise
Then the intelligent species grew up,
Chopping creation of Mother Nature,
Greenery in heaven disappeared the valley appeared
No tone to breath, no space to go
Chopping and callous the heritage falls
It continues. No one follows
Time; Mother Nature would spring back.
Back off, back off and save the species, save the valley.
Life in a paradise, Breath in paradise
Then the intelligent species grew up,
Chopping creation of Mother Nature,
Greenery in heaven disappeared the valley appeared
No tone to breath, no space to go
Chopping and callous the heritage falls
It continues. No one follows
Time; Mother Nature would spring back.
Back off, back off and save the species, save the valley.
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